She also persuades me to kick off my shoes and escape into fantasy land for a couple of hours at the end of which I can sigh happily and wonder where MY Prince is hiding, and if I should hop on a plane to New Zealand on the off-chance that Robyn is right and they're all hanging out there.

Elizabeth, I lived in New Zealand for two years to earn my degree. I made many great friends, but met not a single prince. Not even a frog with potential!

While I wish you luck, should you ever make that fantasy a reality, I'm going to start looking for my own elusive prince in some of the less obvious and less romantic destinations on the planet. _________________"To be in a romance is to be in uncongenial surroundings. To be born into this earth is to be born into uncongenial surroundings, hence to be born into a romance." (G.K. Chesterton)

I lived in New Zealand for two years to earn my degree. I made many great friends, but met not a single prince. Not even a frog with potential!

Maybe I should be like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz and look closer to home. There's a lot of croaking in our neighbour's dam. To be honest I like to keep my princes between the covers of books. I don't really want to trade in the dh - most of the time.